Viola Grey

Rookie - 0 Points (Feb '73 / NZ)

A Gentle Tale of Lust


Into the dark, dank cellar
I lead you by the hand
towards a marble alter
laid with crimson sheets,
surrounded by cold candles
winking their naked eyes.

I feel you shiver against me
as I gently lay you down,
enter your mind
and read your soul.
You are not, yet, ready
to embrace this open flame.

The dim light flickers,
you fall into my eyes,
softly you sigh my name.
As your will evaporates
I slowly enter your skin
awaiting that first, sweet thrill.
Hot liquid fire burns my lips,
yet warms my heart.

Uncovering your dreams
in each anxious beat
I see your desire for me,
I hear your pain.
Alas, my love,
alone I choose to wander
as warm, pleading hands
chill my blood.

You grow pale now,
all life slips from your eyes
which seem to beg me
to set you free.
Don't cry, my sweet,
I fail to hear that naked plea
over the steady pleasure beat
you have given me.

11/11/08

* thanks for switching on the light in the think-tank on this one, Captain Jack

Submitted: Thursday, November 13, 2008

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  • Rookie Robert Burns (5/12/2012 10:13:00 PM)

    I can almost see and feel your progress as you stumbell through your love making process. Like most of us, the best is lost, in the newness of the process and it is only
    when we return, with the shine gone, to we relealize what we missed, first time around.
    ROBERT BURNS, PORTLAND, OREGON (Report) Reply

  • Rookie *Trusting You* (6/8/2009 11:51:00 PM)

    dank cellar, marble alter, cold candles, and naked eyes details like that make this a great piece of work. Good job
    Becca (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ashraful Musaddeq (5/30/2009 9:26:00 PM)

    Entering mind, reading soul, slowly entering skin, and hearing pain—more than amazing ideas. Love this poem … 10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tia Maria (2/8/2009 3:01:00 AM)

    Oooo - not such gentle lust - ten out of ten for nailing Jack ;) - thanks for your comment V... for vampire ;) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tony Jolley (1/4/2009 12:20:00 PM)

    Interesting! Kev said it was Jackie Collins' style, but the early images were of something deeper, darker, more deliciously, malevoently powerful: the cold of the marble, the alter, the crimson sheets - the sacrifice to an all-powerful desire. Something we perhaps all admit to feeling at the edges! Great write! Tony (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 183 Points Palas Kumar Ray (11/23/2008 1:49:00 PM)

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    Lust is alone like this.Hypnotising passions and Love embedded.
    _______________________________________________________________(10) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tj Becker (11/16/2008 9:16:00 AM)

    A more sensual poem I have never read. Each word pulled the reader in to a place of pleasure yet chilling. An excellent write you should enter this one in a contest.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Wells (11/15/2008 12:01:00 PM)

    You could give Jilly Cooper and Jackie Collins a run for their money, you saucepot! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Min Sia (11/13/2008 11:57:00 PM)

    Very sensuous! The words floating burning in the air! A 10, definitely! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Kesav Easwaran (11/13/2008 11:49:00 PM)

    ...'Uncovering your dreams
    in each anxious beat
    I see your desire for me,
    I hear your pain.
    Alas, my love,
    alone I choose to wander
    as warm, pleading hands
    chill my blood'...
    wonderful poetry, Viola...i really liked this piece...thanks...10 (Report) Reply

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